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In the past, Bian Ji would have felt it impolite to sleep while someone else was driving, insisting on staying awake to chat with the driver no matter how tired he was. But today, he allowed himself a rare moment of relaxation, dozing off lightly. A faint scent of gray vetiver filled the car, and Bian Ji found it pleasant, his breaths deepening as a result. Gradually, the sounds around him faded away, even the air conditioning seemed unusually quiet. Yan Ankuo drove the car to a coffee shop on…- 135.4 K • Completed
- Guessing it was some case-related individual's boring harassment tactic, Yan Ankuo took a screenshot of the harassing number to report it, then updated the password locks at home, reminding the company to strengthen security recently and advising Yan Fanxuan and the others to avoid coming to his place for a while. Last night, Yan Ankuo had picked up his mother and sister and brought them to the riverside, letting them spend the New Year at his place before they left. Yan Fanxuan was used to such things,…
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- Bian Ji watched him walk into the elevator, silently wishing him "Happy New Year" in his heart. After confirming that he had gone upstairs, Bian Ji was finally at ease to do other things, such as checking out the "checklist" left behind by the other party. As Bian Ji expected, Yan Ankuo's handwriting matched his personality — a distinct and meticulous style, vigorous and powerful. Even the paper torn from a notebook was neatly cut with clear edges. The "checklist" contained only three lines: 1.…
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- Bian Ji glanced skeptically at the position of the traffic lights, which had just turned green, and continued driving. The road ahead wasn't smooth; they hit rush hour, and it took them a good ten minutes to travel a few hundred meters. Bian Ji appeared focused, saying nothing as he stared straight ahead at the Santana car in front of him, his lips tightly pursed. Yan Ankuo noticed, tentatively asking, "Not in a good mood?" Bian Ji turned his head, forcing a smile, "No." "I'm sorry." Yan Ankuo…
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- Because they had agreed to meet the next day, the two ended their evening early. Bian Ji didn't linger in the city center for too long. Before leaving, Yan Ankuo said to him, “We'll meet tomorrow” — he unintentionally slipped in some Shanghai dialect, which Bian Ji found pleasant to hear, so he asked him to repeat it. Yan Ankuo asked how one would say the phrase in his native tongue, so Bian Ji tried his best to mimic it. Thus, a simple "goodbye" was exchanged three times between them, each…
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- Bian Ji was silent as he slowly approached Yan Ankuo's side and sat down. Yan Ankuo seemed to have forgotten his promise from twenty minutes ago that he could "give it a try," and naturally used Ebbinghaus' forgetting curve to justify himself, "I haven't skied since elementary school. It's been many years since I last reviewed it, so I've forgotten." Bian Ji watched him skillfully put on various pieces of equipment, and he didn't look like someone who had forgotten. "How much do you remember?"…
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- Yan Ankuo's illness could be considered considerate; it subsided early the next morning, not delaying work at all. "Feeling better?" Huang Xiaoxiao had said to rest well, yet she had sent over a long list of evidence early for him to review. "Why don't you take a few more days off?" Yan Ankuo pointed at the mountain of documents on his table. "What do you think?" "…" Huang Xiaoxiao gave an awkward laugh. "Well, we could share the workload." "Get Xiao Hu to go over the checklist and the…
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- At the door, the glass door had built-in blinds, which Yan Ankuo activated with a button press, blocking the view from outside. Bian Ji was bent over, opening a plastic container, unaware of this action. He scooped out a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to Yan Ankuo's lips, asking after watching him take a bite, "Does it feel too hot?" "It's alright." "Then drink up." Yan Ankuo looked at him and said, "Closer." Bian Ji thought he heard wrong, "What?" Yan Ankuo explained, "I'm not able…
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- Yan Ankuo wasn't lying; he had devoured every last drop of the soup that Bian Ji had brought him, not even sparing the garnishes. When he showed the empty bowl to Bian Ji, he was even accused of cheating by possibly disposing of the food. With the year-end approaching, the fluctuating weather had left many people chilled and under the weather. Huang Xiaoxiao, wearing a mask, was constantly sneezing. Yan Ankuo, hearing her, turned around with concern. "Are you sick? Should you take leave and go…
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- Due to the owner not using the vehicle locator function subjectively or objectively, coupled with the guide's questionable sense of direction, the two spent an unusually long time in the parking lot today. When Bian Ji hit the elevated road, the two captains who were farther away had already posted in the group chat that they had arrived home. Twenty minutes later, he finally chimed in, "I've arrived too." Yan Ankuo, however, wasn't as fortunate. Just as he was about to leave the parking lot, he was…
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